who’d served us so uncomplainingly since our exile in Utah.
Note, please, behind her, the Eastern Redbud that we planted in our homesickness, in those early days. This late-April shot benefits from displaying the full vernal loveliness of its species.
At the same time, we planted a gorgeous horse-chestnut in the back yard. Both trees take us back to cherished New England memories. As I write (in 2020), the chestnut is about to burst forth into its springtime bounty of scarlet candles. No room on this page to show you those. When they’re full, I’ll snap them and fit them in. |
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